'It would have been better if I had agreed to sell her to that merchant for a night, a sleeping pill would have done the job.' Baron thought with hatred.
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A few years ago, Baron had an old acquaintance who made an offer to him, the offer to have Maria in his bed once.
The Baron had not given it much thought at that moment and had declined the offer. He had some pride as a man and thus he had decided to not go with the evil plan.
But the next few years unfolded as such that his wife was being fucked by another man in front of him and he was pathetically asking for help from the same person.
He did not feel much of a connection with Maria but his pride was being crushed by her, but what could he do? He was just a drunkard, a waste with only level one Ki.
He just wished he could get some more benefits from Rae, otherwise it would be very difficult for him to survive.
...
Right now, the Baron was pent up with emotions like humiliation, shame and desire for sex.
He was made to listen the non-stop sex for an hour. If not for Rae's order to wait outside, then he would have left the door by now.
'I need to go to a maid directly after talking with him.' Baron planned to go visit the maid who regularly attended to his needs.
Even though he was a noble, he could not regularly visit brothels and gambling dens. His budget was very thin and was never enough for his overgrowing needs.
A maid, who was the personal attendant of Maria helped him with his personal needs sometimes. Maria too, knew of his affair with the maid.
The maids in the mansion helped him to vent and relieve most of the times when he had no money to go out for fun.
One of them was a beautiful woman, though a commoner but she was trained by Maria. Since, Maria did not get intimate with him, the maid was allowed to help with that part.
...
The door of the room opened, Rae came out of the room fully dressed.
He was curious, Rae had done it for a really long time with Maria and it was his first time hearing a woman moan so much, especially a noble and sophisticated woman like Maria.
He made sure that Rae had already left before taking a peek inside the door in a confident manner.
Maria was naked on the bed, her beautiful legs were widely spread as if she was trying to do a squat.
There were drops of white sticky fluid on her back and her soft waist. Her black hair looked dishevelled which Baron assumed to be the result of grabbing Maria by her hair in doggy.
Maria was lying on her stomach, her ass appeared red from the spankings and it also had some dried off cum on it.
Most bizzare was the formation of a puddle of fluid near Maria's crotch, and she was still not done.
After a detailed look, the Baron realised that the Baroness was still leaking fluids from her hole as she breathed which further contributed to the wet puddle on the bed.
Her body looked exhausted but the good kind, something that he was never able to do.
...
'At least her ass looks clean. He did not enter her ass this time, I thought he would, after hearing them play with it and discuss about it for so long.' Baron consoled himself.
He had heard them talk about the anal stuff, he had also tried doing it personally with some of the woman in the brothels.
It was an amazing feeling, the anal sex with a noble lady would feel more amazing because the noble ladies tend to look down on the people who indulge in the brothels kind of sex.
He was pissed off at Maria who was lying in the bed comfortably after being fucked. They were husband and wife while he had almost died in an attack, she was relaxing after sex not even bothered about her husband.
She was fully satisfied and resting while he could not even touch that irresistible body of hers anymore and had to make do with fucking the commoner maids in the mansion.
'That bitch used to say that she likes gentle sex only. She is now fucking worse than a whore does on the streets.' Baron thought with hatred in his eyes, as he looked at Maria's noble but dirty body.
'I think, I would be getting everything out from those guys. I need to have my revenge by instilling the fear of death in them.'
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(I'd appreciate if you could vote with power stones)